Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Study Island Poem

It is the place that makes your eyes bleed
It is where the little children scream
It is everything that is tourchering me
and it is on my screen

After reading through the bore
There is feeling in my head no more
After experiencing its plauge-like pain

My life can no longer remain,
On the site where you-know-who lives
Study Island is not for yinz

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